Friday Fiction: Killing the mocking bird
Little black eyes watched box after box rumble underneath him. His head, black to the beak, twitched in anticipation. Air rushed around his little head, his wings dipped and metallic […]
Little black eyes watched box after box rumble underneath him. His head, black to the beak, twitched in anticipation. Air rushed around his little head, his wings dipped and metallic […]